Love's New Bloom

Chapter 186

Chapter 186 There Can Be Miracles Jack was just like Tessa, wearing handcuffs and shackles around his ankles. His face showed a sense of relief as if the dust had settled. He looked at the woman he deeply loved and smiled. “Tessa. I’m here with you. I won’t let you walk this path alone. I promised you that I would stay with you until the end.” Tessa’s face turned pale, and she asked in astonishment. “Did you surrender yourself to the police?” Jack shook his head gently. Seeing that, Tessa sneered inwardly while thinking. “So, he was also caught-” “I was afraid that surrendering myself would lessen my sentencing, so the first thing I did after getting back in the city was to kill a taxi driver. That way, I would be sentenced to death just like you.” As Tessa’s accomplice, he always felt that his own sins weren’t equally grave as hers. This kind of twisted and obsessive love shocked the police officers present greatly. However, a warm smile appeared on Tessa’s face. “I knew it. I knew that you truly loved me. But Jack, I lost our child. He has been reunited with Chandler. I feel frustrated thinking about it!” Tessa’s smile became somewhat pale and weak. She’d sworn to never let Chandler find peace or happiness in this lifetime. Now that he’d found his son, losing Erin didn’t seem to matter that much. Jack sighed. “Tessa, look at us. We’re heartless killers! How are we supposed to raise a child? When Erin tried her best to persuade me to let her go, I was unfazed. But since we took her child away, every time I see her son smile at me, I feel an immense sense of guilt—”. The smile on Tessa’s face fell, and her expression gradually became grim and dreadful. She suddenly questioned loudly. “Have you gone mad? Do you see me as a priest to confess to? I’ll never regret what happened in the past! If there is anything that I regret, it’s that! shouldn’t have left the island with you-”

Her words stopped abruptly. She looked around in terror and noticed the hidden cameras not far away. In the next moment, she burst into laughter and shouted at the camera, “Chandler, I almost fell into your trap! Did you really think I would reveal where she was? I won’t! I’d rather die than disclose Erin’s whereabouts!” In the monitoring room, Chandler watched Tessa on the screen with a cold gaze. She’d slipped up for a moment and revealed that Erin was being held on an island. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

But with so many islands of different sizes around the world, which island could it be? Without a country or a specific latitude and longitude, such information was practically meaningless. Finding Erin was basically an impossible task! If they were to individually search each island, how many years would it take? Chandler didn’t know if he had the determination to keep on searching like that. After years of repeated searching that returned nothing, he would lose his mind. Just when his mind was in turmoil Jack’s words instantly plunged him into a deeper hell. *Tessa, why didn’t you tell Chandler the truth? Erin must be dead. If we tell him the exact location, he can go and retrieve the body and arrange a funeral-” He didn’t continue his sentence as Tessa glared at him and kept hinting at him to shut up with her eyes. Even though she was wearing ankle restraints, she quickly walked toward Jack. The police officers behind her didn’t stop her. They purposely arranged for Jack and Tessa to meet, hoping to obtain information about Erin’s whereabouts through their conversation. Jack’s words made Chandler take several steps back, his legs weakening. Osborn and Kyle supported him from behind, preventing him from falling to the ground in an embarrassing manner. Erin was dead.

“No, it’s impossible! It can’t be!” Chandler bellowed internally. Chandler’s terrified eyes darted everywhere, unable to focus. He fled, stumbling and running out, his bumbling figure looking somewhat comical. He no longer had the courage to listen to Tessa and Jack’s conversation. After leaving the monitoring room, he never witnessed what happened next. Half an hour later, Kyle walked out of the detention center and strode toward Chandler’s Maybach. He saw Chandler leaning against the car door alone, his desolate and elongated silhouette was under the dim streetlights. Chandler had already smoked a pile of cigarettes. In his right hand, he held a bottle of vodka with most of its contents gone. After coming out of the detention center, he could no longer bear the cruel reality that was presented to him. He could only numbly and mechanically open the bottle and start drinking desperately. As the numbing alcohol gradually got into his system, he felt his entire stomach start to burn fiercely. His consciousness blurred, and his steps became increasingly sta ggered. He even started to have double vision. When he involuntarily started thinking about everything that had happened so far, he clearly felt his memory and consciousness becoming blurred and sluggish. The effects of consuming alcohol temporarily brought him relief from deep within his soul. He kept smoking mechanically, throwing himself entirely into a confined space where he didn’t have to think about anything. He just needed to sense the pulsing of the veins in his temples to know that he was still alive. At that moment, Kyle had already walked up to Chandler, silently standing by his side without saying a word. The two men stood in silence like this for a full twenty minutes. Since Chandler had no intention of leaving, Kyle wouldn’t leave either. He didn’t know how to console or comfort Chandler, so he stayed

without saying anything. After a long while, a faint male voice finally asked, “What did they say later?” Chandler’s red bloodshot eyes remained fixed on the ground desolately. Kyle frowned slightly and helplessly said, “After you left. Tessa walked up to Jack. Not long after, she used a thin and sharp plastic blade to cut Jack’s throat. It happened so suddenly. Jack started bleeding profusely from his throat. By the time the doctor arrived, Jack was already dead. That plastic blade was hidden in Tessa’s forearm. She couldn’t wait any longer and killed Jack because she was afraid he would reveal the specific location of the island.” They didn’t even let him find Erin’s body, did they? Chandler’s hand holding the bottle instantly lost strength. The bottle shattered into pieces upon hitting the ground, releasing a strong scent of vodka. He instinctively lifted his hand, which was holding a cigarette between his fingers; it trembled as it approached his lips. His unfocused eyes were like gems falling into an endless abyss, shattering and disintegrating into nothingness during the continuous descent. 1 “Mr. Frost, I don’t believe what Jack said! Miss Lane must still be alive! I think she’s still alive!” Kyle suddenly roared loudly. He wanted to make Chandler believe in the existence of miracles with his meager words. Kyle gritted his teeth and continued, “Mr. Frost, calm down and think about it. If those two really killed Miss Lane, considering Tessa’s behavior, she would have described in detail how she ended Erin’s life. But she didn’t! And it’s because she didn’t have any specific details to provide! Moreover, Jack’s previous words to Tessa are worth pondering. He said, ‘Erin must be dead.” This is enough to prove that he didn’t see Miss Lane die with his own eyes. It only shows that Miss Lane was in a dangerous situation at that time and could potentially die, but she might have survived!” Kyle’s eyes shimmered with hope as he looked at his despaired boss. He didn’t know what else he could say. Chandler, who had been keeping his head lowered, froze after hearing Kyle’s analysis.

After about ten seconds, Chandler suddenly seemed to be jolted back to life. Looking extremely excited, he forcefully threw away the unfinished cigarette and instantly rushed forward to tightly embrace Kyle, who was right in front of him. Chandler cried tears of joy and said, “Kyle, thank you! You’re right! I was too weak. Erin must still be alive! Let’s go! Let’s head back!” After he said that, he turned around and opened the door to the driver’s seat. Kyle quickly stopped him and said, “Let me drive, Mr. Frost. You’ve been drinking.” “Ok, you drive! Let’s go!” 2/2 Two hours later, Chandler returned to his new villa. The security measures around this villa were impeccable. There were a hundred special forces bodyguards taking turns to patrol and protect the entire villa twenty-four hours a day. Even the six female bodyguards responsible for taking care of the baby were extraordinary fighters. They were all strictly selected by Chandler from a pool of one thousand elite candidates. For three consecutive days, he didn’t sleep, wanting to see to his son’s safety as much as possible. He hadn’t decided on his son’s full name yet, wanting to wait until he found Erin to choose a name for their son together. However, he did give his son a temporary name: Asa, which carried the meaning of being a gift of G od and a healer. For Chandler, his son. Asa, was the best gift given to him by G od and the greatest healer in his long years of searching for Erin. When Chandler gently pushed open the bedroom door, he saw a side of his father, Quentin, that he had never seen before-he had a gentle and caring expression. Quentin held Asa in his arms like he was holding a rare treasure. His eyes were slightly tinged with red. All of his attention was focused on his grandson, and he did not notice the presence of his son. He softly whispered to the sleeping Asa, “Asa, as long as I’m alive, I’ll work with your father to find your mother. You won’t be a child without a mother-” 1

“Dad, Chandler called out, sincerely addressing Quentin as his father upon hearing his words and seeing his transformation.